the massage

all the day, the girl
massages
the arms and legs of strangers.
kneading
backs, using her tight fists,
her elbows.
getting deep into the tissue.
down the spine,
the hand, fingers too.
she listens
as her clients grunt, or moan,
or sigh
with pleasure.
right there, they say. there.
that's good.
there is no judgement here.
all shapes, all sizes lie
there in time.
it's work.
it's good work.
the pain in all of us needs
be out.